Late night coolin' with my homies   Drinkin' Hennessey and cold brew      After smokin', stopped in Oakland   Got the munchies for some soul food      So we stopped to get a bite to eat   At the local Bar-B-Q      It's just another boring Monday   And there's nothing else to do      Now as we stepped out of the car   I heard someone behind me fighting      So I turned to look and find out   What's the cause of this excitement      The brother was a dopefiend   And the other was a dopeman      And the dopeman had an AK   Said he'll spray and he's not jokin'      Well it seems to be the dopefiend   Owed the dopeman for his product      And he swore if he did not pay   He would end up getting shot up      Now I could not walk away   Cause I got caught up in the scene      Wondering, what would happen to this   Poor and helpless fiend      Well my homie Michael Cooley   Said let's go and make our order      What's the use in watchin' two men   Stand out here and fight for quarters      While I walked inside the diner   And all the dope fiends waved to me      Heard the sound of several gun shots   And I ran outside to see...      Another gun shot rings   (What's going on?)   Another siren rings   (What's going on?)   Another mother cries   (What's going on?)   Cause another innocent died   (What's going on?)      All the people in the diner   Ran outside to see the big show      It was just another party   For them to see just who would they know      But for me I held concern   I wanted to go see the outcome      Would the mother have her son tonight   Or would she live her life without one?      I made it to the streets I   Almost cried right on the spot      Not only had the fiend died   But a small girl had been shot      My heart could take no more   I felt a tear roll down my face      That was daddy's bullet   But she took it in his place      Tried to make my way through the crowd   So I could go help the baby      She could barely speak, but she was spray   Mister can you please save me      So I screamed out someone help me   But I don't think they could hear      And if they did, they didn't care   Oh how I hated everyone there      The baby lie here, dying   And I wondered what could I do      The cameraman and newspapers had come   To get their interviews      To them it's just a story   And they can't see the tragedy      To them it doesn't matter   Cause it ain't and wasn't their family      I don't think I'll be back   Cause it'll never be the same here      So I wipe away the tears   And leave the scene the way I came here      Those people say it's crazy   And the poor could have been finer      I'll never forget, never forget the night   At Dopefiend's Diner      Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do   Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do   Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do   Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do...